Kryptonian Demon Lord

　　 The cry of "My nephew is late" was sincere, and anyone who listened to it would feel that he really regretted that he was late!

　　 When the young man in Jinpao was still crying beside the middle-aged man’s body, he felt someone pat his shoulder. When he raised his head, he saw that the steward of Wanbaolou had stood beside him.

　　 "Little brother, my sorrow!" Guan comforted the boy beforehand, then pulled the boy aside, and explained to him that this kind of thing is all blamed on the Black Flame tribe. Encountering this kind of thing is also a disaster for Wanbaolou. In this matter, their Wanbaolou is not the slightest responsibility.

　　 But he said that Wanbaolou was still willing to give him some condolences out of his benevolent heart. At the same time, his tone also faintly hinted that Wanbaolou's background is extraordinary, and if you don't keep entangled, it must not be their Wanbaolou that will suffer.

　　 To the steward's relief, the boy was very acquainted with the mountains, but the boy hadn't forgotten to mention the deposit paid by the deceased for participating in the auction.

　　 Of course, there is no reason why Wanbao Lou will not refund the deposit. This incident has already affected Wan Bao Lou's reputation a bit, and if it shows too strong and domineering, it may affect future business.

　　 Although Wanbao Lou is not afraid of things, it is better to be able to make money with harmony.

　　 Seeing that the boy is so talkative, the steward of Wanbaolou not only refunded him the deposit happily, but also took care of him more on the condolence money.

　　 As for the identity of the juvenile and the relationship with the deceased, the steward has no doubt at all. Just look at the similar face, let alone his fourth uncle, or his father who is in charge of the affairs will not have the slightest suspicion.

　　 The young man seemed to be immersed in the grief of losing his relatives. He obeyed the management arrangements. He quickly completed all the procedures, and then staggered and left with his uncle's corpse.

　　 Of course, the money and other things that went to the auction on the corpse are the relics of the deceased, and there is absolutely no reason why they should not be taken away together.

　　 Watching the young man disappear into the crowd, the steward secretly said that if the next thing is as smooth as this one, it will be fine.

　　 His wish has come true!

　　Because it didn't take long, a sallow-faced young man in a green shirt came. He also found a dead body and cried out as soon as he arrived.

　　 This time this person's face and the corpse on the ground are almost carved out of the same mold, resembling twins, and of course the person in charge has no suspicion.

　　 He stepped forward to comfort him as usual, and then talked about terms.

　　 After all these processes are done, I am actually a little proficient.

　　 It's incredible that everything went well, and it didn't take long for the young man to take his eldest brother's body and go away...

　　 After a while, an old voice sounded in the open space in front of Wanbao Building: "My son, you died so miserably, poor old man with white hair and black hair..."

　　 Guan Shi sighed in his heart, and stepped forward to another process.

　　 When the old man was persuaded to leave, he also specially called for two guards to help the old man carry the body and send it home. After all, you can't expect such an old man to leave with the corpse like the two before.

　　 Unexpectedly, the old man refused with a sad expression because he brought a carriage.

　　 The two guards had to let the two guards help the old man load the body into the carriage, and at the same time he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Old man, why are you so prepared!"

　　 Of course he is fully prepared, because he is still rushing the next one!

　　 After the carriage drove into a secret small yard, the old man jumped out of the carriage with a vigor that did not belong to this age, and then hid the body in the small courtyard. Then he quickly packed up the carriage, replaced it with a horse of a different color, and hurried out and drove in the direction of Wanbaolou.

　　 At the same time, his face also changed to the appearance of a thin young mustache.

　　 This is Wu Hao who has changed his appearance naturally using PS. After the young woman claimed the corpse and received the deposit, Wu Hao began to make the idea of ​​Wanbaolou's deposit. The previous three groups of people were all written by Wu Hao himself.

　　 During the operation, Wu Hao discovered that the so-called margin was not the big head at all. The real big head was the property carried on the corpse. Wu Hao even found a lot of spiritual stones in it. In fact, it is not difficult to understand, there is no reason to go to the auction house without enough money.

　　 aware of the huge profits, Wu Hao was energetic and became a porter non-stop.

　　 He found an unoccupied house to hide the corpse not far from Wanbao Building, changed his appearance, and then started running the ring.

　　 With a face very similar to the corpse, Wu Hao did not arouse Wanbaolou's suspicion at all. When he also claimed the first target, he secretly observed and selected the next target.

　　 Except that the choice of the first goal is a bit hasty, but the clothes are gorgeous and choose people based on their appearance. For the remaining goals, Wu Hao has been carefully examined, and he is definitely the most generous of these victims.

　　 Even in the third young man who looked a little extraordinary, Wu Hao harvested his first mustard bag in his life.

　　 Storage equipment, this is something Wu Hao has coveted for a long time.

　　Wu Hao has only heard and seen such things from his sister Wu Qing. At that time, Wu Qing looked terribly precious. According to what she said, most inner sect disciples don’t necessarily have this kind of storage equipment~www.ltnovel.com~ It was also a coincidence that she was arresting a robber. One was seized.

　　 Wu Qing’s mustard bag is only one foot in size, and it can only be used to hold some personal items, even weapons. Even so, Wu Hao was envious of it.

　　 I didn't expect to let him get it today.

　　 There are so many opportunities in big cities!

　　Wu Hao couldn't help but check when he got the mustard bag. There was a cubic space, which was more upscale than that of his sister Wu Qing.

　　 He felt ecstatic in his heart, resisting the urge to continue playing around, hiding the mustard bag, and then rushing to Wan Bao Lou, he was going to run a few more rings to celebrate.

However, when he came to Wanbao Building, before he started crying, he heard a furious voice from the inner circle: "What, people have something wrong with you, and now there is no one dead or a corpse. The matter must be given to us, otherwise our Situ family will not be easy to provoke!"

　　 Then came the voice of the manager anxiously explaining.

　　Wu Hao remained silent, mixed in the crowd and listened quietly for a while, and realized that it was the real suffering master who came to the door, and it was the relative of the young man he got the mustard bag.

　　Of course they couldn't find the young man here, so they had a dispute with the people in Wanbaolou.

　　 Wu Hao withdrew from the crowd with a face as usual, and then quietly left. The best opportunity has been lost, and it is too risky to continue. Wu Hao is ready to accept it when he is ready.

　　 No matter what, just a mustard bag today is far beyond Wu Hao's expectations. What else is he unsatisfied.

　　 "So that young man belongs to the Situ family" Wu Hao thought silently, touching the mustard bag in his arms.

　　 "Why is this family familiar?"